The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

Chapter 111 Such a strong possessive desire

The next morning, before dawn, Anar rushed into the Yongning Marquis's residence in a great hurry.

Su Yaoyao was still half asleep in bed when Chuntao shook her awake: "Miss, Miss! The Princess of the Northern Desert has arrived!"

"What time is it...?" Su Yaoyao rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"It's just past dawn!" Chun Tao said, both amused and exasperated. "The princess said that everyone on the grasslands gets up at this time to practice their skills, and she wants you to develop this good habit too."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

Is it too late for her to regret it now?

Before she could react, Anar, who had rushed over, quickly stripped her naked, then put a red casual outfit on her, not forgetting to grope her, "Oh my, these breasts are so big! The Crown Prince is truly blessed!"

Before Su Yaoyao could even cover her chest, she was dragged away...

When they were dragged to the backyard, Su Qingrun was already at the training ground.

He was dressed in a black outfit today, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow; his profile was as upright as a pine tree.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Anar. His hand trembled, and the arrow "whooshed" off course, hitting the edge of the target.

Anar's eyes lit up: "Oh dear, Marquis Yongning's archery skills... need improvement."

Su Qingrun's face stiffened, but she forced herself to remain calm: "Please forgive my rudeness, Your Highness."

"Come, come, I'll teach you!" Anar stepped forward and snatched the bow from his hand. "Our grassland archery is different from your Central Plains archery. It emphasizes the unity of waist and horse. If you stand like that, all the power is in your arms, and you won't be able to shoot far."

As she spoke, she stood behind Su Qingrun and guided him to adjust his posture.

"Straighten your back, spread your legs a little wider... Yes, like that."

Anar's hand rested on Su Qingrun's waist, her entire body almost pressed against his back. Su Qingrun's body stiffened, and his ears visibly turned red.

Su Yaoyao watched with great interest and almost burst out laughing.

"Little sister! What are you watching? Come over here and practice your skills!" Anar's shout brought her back to her senses.

Su Yaoyao stuck out her tongue and obediently walked over.

The first exercise Anar arranged for her was practicing horse stance.

"If your foundation is unstable, everything else is pointless." Anar said, hands on her hips. "Let's burn an incense stick first!"

Su Yaoyao squatted down with a pained expression, and her legs began to tremble after a short while.

Anar watched from the side, correcting her posture from time to time: "Lower your waist! Don't stick your butt out so high! Yes, like that—"

As she spoke, she slapped Su Yaoyao's buttocks.

Su Yaoyao let out a "whoosh" and almost fell over.

Su Qingrun, not far away: "..."

He silently turned his head, pretending not to see.

After an incense stick had burned, Su Yaoyao collapsed to the ground, covered in sweat.

Anar squatted down in front of her, grinning, and asked, "How are you? Do you feel warm all over, and like your blood and energy are flowing smoothly?"

Su Yaoyao nodded, panting.

Indeed... although I was tired, I worked up a sweat and felt much lighter.

"This is just the beginning." Anar pulled her up. "Come on, let me teach you a few stretching exercises to loosen your muscles and improve circulation. Tonight..."

She paused, her eyes sparkling, "I can handle it even better at night."

Su Yaoyao blushed and subconsciously glanced at the distance—Su Qingrun was facing away from them, but his ears were perked up.

She lowered her voice: "Princess, please keep your voice down..."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Anar said nonchalantly. "Your brother doesn't understand anyway."

Su Qingrun: "..."

He understood.

He understood everything.

"Straighten your back!" Anar said from behind, placing her hands on her waist. "Use the strength here—yes, just like that! Only when your waist is strong can you take the initiative and not always let the man have the upper hand."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

She suddenly realized that Anar taught her more than just fitness.

This is practically... a tutorial on bedroom secrets.

Anar taught diligently.

However, this scene was not what Xiao Chenyuan thought when he stepped into the training ground.

Xiao Chenyuan was dressed in a moon-white outfit today, which accentuated his tall and slender figure. A jade belt cinched his waist, giving him the appearance of someone who had come for a casual visit.

But as soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Anar's hand on Su Yaoyao's waist, the two of them very close together.

He stopped in his tracks, his gaze darkening.

Ling Feng followed behind, silently taking two steps back—His Highness's aura was a bit intimidating.

Su Yaoyao was focused on practicing and didn't notice the person who came.

Anar noticed this, turned around and saw Xiao Chenyuan, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Your Highness the Crown Prince has arrived very early."

Xiao Chenyuan walked slowly closer, his gaze falling on Su Yaoyao's flushed cheeks, his voice calm: "I've come to see Yaoyao."

As he spoke, he naturally took Su Yaoyao from Anar's arms, his fingertips brushing away the fine sweat from her forehead: "Are you tired?"

Su Yaoyao's eyes lit up when she saw him: "Your Highness, what brings you here?"

"Just came to see you." Xiao Chenyuan gently tucked her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear, his movements tender, but his gaze swept over Anar indifferently. "Has the princess been teaching you well?"

Anar felt a sudden unease under his gaze, but straightened her back: "Of course! I'll definitely teach my sister properly, just as I promised!"

"That's good then." Xiao Chenyuan nodded, but then changed the subject, "However, Yaoyao's body is weak, so some movements should not be too vigorous. When the princess is teaching... she should still be careful with her movements."

That's a polite way of saying it, but the meaning is very clear—don't put your hands anywhere.

Anar could easily tell what was going on, and she rolled her eyes inwardly.

Clap your hands: "Come on, little sister, follow me and do it—"

As she spoke, she began to demonstrate, her movements large and powerful. Su Yaoyao tried to imitate her, stretching her arms and legs, but her body was ultimately delicate, and she began to pant after only a few movements.

Xiao Chenyuan watched from the side, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Especially when Anar was teaching a movement that required bending over, he suddenly said, "Let's change the posture for this movement."

Anar: "Huh?"

"It's bad for your back." Xiao Chenyuan said without changing his expression. "I read in military books that this posture can easily cause a sprain."

Anar: "...You still remember this from military strategy books?"

"Hmm." Xiao Chenyuan said seriously, "The Art of War says, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' Understanding your body's weaknesses is also a required course."

Su Yaoyao's stomach hurt from trying so hard to hold back her laughter.

This person's jealousy is so... cultured.

Anar gave him a suspicious look, but ultimately changed her posture. However, no matter what she taught, Xiao Chenyuan always managed to find fault with it—

"This movement is too exaggerated and will hurt your knee."

"This breathing method is incorrect; it can easily cause a side stitch."

"this……"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Anar finally couldn't hold back any longer, hands on her hips, glaring at him. "Your Highness, are you here to supervise the construction or to cause trouble?"

Xiao Chenyuan said calmly, "I've come to inquire about the health of the future Crown Princess."

"Then go worry about it from somewhere else!" Anar said irritably. "With you standing here, my sister can't move around freely!"

Su Yaoyao was indeed unable to let go.

It wasn't that I was shy, it was mainly because... that person's gaze was too intense.

She could feel his gaze on her with every movement, as if it were warm, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

Anar looked at him and clicked her tongue: "He's really possessive."

Su Yaoyao smiled, pursing her lips: "That's just how he is."

"What do you mean by 'like that'?" Anar leaned closer, grinning mischievously. "Are you this domineering in bed too?"

"Princess!"

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore!" Anar laughed and dodged away. "Come on, let's continue!"

Xiao Chenyuan frowned and said to Su Qingrun, who was pretending to be a pillar and trying to minimize his presence, "The princess has come from afar. If you are not busy, you may ask him for some tips on the art of horsemanship and archery on the grasslands."

Su Qingrun was taken aback.

Anar's eyes lit up: "Great! Our grassland archery is amazing! What does Your Highness want to learn? I can teach you anything!"

Su Qingrun: "..."

Is it too late for him to say he's busy now?

In the end, she couldn't refuse. Anar began to explain the essentials of horseback archery on the grassland with great enthusiasm. Su Qingrun listened attentively, occasionally asking a question or two, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

Xiao Chenyuan pulled Su Yaoyao aside and sat on a stone bench to watch.

"Did Your Highness do this on purpose?" Su Yaoyao asked softly.

Xiao Chenyuan remained unfazed: "I was merely doing someone a favor."

Su Yaoyao chuckled and leaned close to his ear: "Then Your Highness...shouldn't you teach me too?"

Xiao Chenyuan turned his head to look at her: "Teach what?"

"Teach..." Su Yaoyao's eyes flickered, and she lightly traced her fingertip across his palm, "Teach Your Highness something you're good at?"

Xiao Chenyuan's breath hitched, and he grabbed her mischievous hand: "I'll teach you tonight."

"I want to learn now?" Su Yaoyao's voice was soft and sweet, with a deliberately teasing tone at the end.

Xiao Chenyuan stared at her face so close to his, his Adam's apple bobbing. If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, he truly wanted to…

"Aren't you tired?"

"I'm tired." Su Yaoyao nodded honestly and leaned on his shoulder. "My legs are weak."

Xiao Chenyuan chuckled and put his arm around her shoulder: "Then shall we continue practicing?"

"You need to practice." Su Yaoyao looked up at him, her eyes gleaming mischievously. "Otherwise... how will you serve His Highness well?"

Xiao Chenyuan's eyes darkened, and he gently stroked her shoulder with his fingertips: "You're fine the way you are now."

"Not enough." Su Yaoyao leaned close to his ear and lowered her voice, "I need to practice until... so that His Highness can't live without me."

His warm breath brushed against her ear, carrying the faint scent of her sweat. Xiao Chenyuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he tightened his arms, pulling her into his embrace.

"You have made me unable to leave."

Su Yaoyao poked his chest, "Your Highness looks so good in this outfit. How did you get such well-developed pectoral muscles?"

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow and looked down at her: "You don't need to practice this... However, I can teach you something else..."